As long as a “straight” guy is nice to me (preferably a friend) and is willing to show enjoyment when I suck him (telling me how good I am, his hands in my hair, thrusting into my mouth, dirty talk) I’ll blow him anytime anywhere. It’s the straight guys who act like mannequins that I have no interest in, and I’ve blown enough of them.
I remember when I was younger a good friend of mine was always complaining that his girlfriend would refuse to give head, and when she did it was awful. I told him that gay guys suck dick far better than females, simply because we understand what feels good and what doesn’t. He laughed and said that was stupid, but I could tell his interest was sparked. I was still in the closet and had a girlfriend, and being a jock no one thought I was gay. I knew all it might take was inviting him to sleep over at my house and some weed, and he’d let me blow him....and that’s exactly what happened! He was clearly scared at first, but once he saw how into it I was he relaxed and got into it. He was terrified anyone would find out. I assured him that I didn’t want anyone to find out either. After that night he was seeking out my “services” almost daily. He was an exceptionally good “client” when he’d had a date with his girlfriend (or the girlfriends that followed) that didn’t result in him getting to blow a load. I loved the fact that he was basically my slave, even though he wouldn’t blow me, he was like putty in my hands and he’d do anything to get into my mouth...and eventually up my ass. He only lived a few miles from me, and numerous times I’d be in my room late at night and I’d hear a light knock on my bedroom window, it was him looking to blown. Sometimes it would have to a quickie, but usually he’d spend hours getting blown or fucking me senseless. I’d have to set up pillows and blankets on the floor if he was going to screw me because my bed was too noisy and I didn’t want my parents or my sister to hear us.